The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when Sad...– John Mayer
“I wanna be Edward Cullen.” Fucking...
Take Me To Trollywood.
Even with all the chaotic mess involved with college assignments, god, all I can think about is getting this; Red Talisman Isn’t she just adorable? Someone needs to get me one of these.
[B] is for Baileys.
I had this dream last night where I told someone pretty close to me how much of a bitch she was. Not really told, more like screamed. And not just bitch, but “selfish bitch”. I can’t help but think there’s the slightest hint of truth in there. Maybe my inner conscious was at work. Maybe this is a pro to keeping my tumblr spot unknown to anyone around me.
I think I might just like this blog. I also think I might just like this blog enough to actually blog in it. I also also think I might just like this blog enough to actually blog in it not just today, but even maybe tomorrow. I think I might, I think I just might.
We can pray for sunny weather, But that won’t stop the rain.– James Morrison (Please Don’t Stop The Rain)